No, you are NOT OCD…. I’d like to say…

I think I’ve discovered a new pet peeve–people blaming their non-exisistant OCD. I know that often its just a saying, with nothing meant behind it, but it can be kind of annoying to people who actually live with OCD (see my last diary entry). Often people just stay it because they anal about the way something should be done. Obsessively so? Maybe. A compulsion to fix what’s wrong? Yeah, they probably feel that too. However those two factors alone don’t equal a “disorder”.

 

I never really say anything when I hear or read someone make a reference to their “OCD” when it’s obvious they was just using it as a term to emphasize the extremity of something. However I find myself silently offended more and more often. I’d liken it to the way a blind person might feel when someone walks into a piece of furniture and yells “I’m blind as a bat!” Or maybe it’s the way a stay at home mom feels when friends say how lucky they are because they get to stay home and “not work”. A bit ignorant and insensitive, no?

 

I think my reaction is because I’m starting to define OCD as a mental disorder. People don’t make reference or light of others with autism, bipolar, or depression–why is it OK to make light of OCD? If you have an autistic person in your family and someone says something is “retarded”, doesn’t it grate you a bit? Or maybe if you have a loved one in the GLBT community and you hear someone saying something is “gay”, don’t your eyes snap to the side to get a good look at the idiot. I think that’s kind of the way I’m  seeing things.

(Last Diary Entry: I Am OCD)

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I Am OCD

Obsessive Compulsive Disorder isn’t about being neurotic, crazy, or overly concerned with color coordination. For someone with OCD is about living in a whole other head-space than others.

 

My OCD is with me when no one else is. It has a hand in almost every decision I make, if I realize it or not. It is in almost all of my childhood memories, both good and bad.  It went on my senior trip with me. It is in every picture I took on my wedding day. My OCD scared me the first day I step in a classroom, and bolstered me when I needed to know I could accomplish what seemed insurmountable.

 

It has been an enemy, the boogie man under the bed, the cave I know is always there to shelter me. I go to sleep with it. I wake up with it. I acknowledge it in my life. I manage it, work with it and try to heal it.

 

OCD is a big part of my personality. I wouldn’t be “Yoli” without it. And since I love myself, I must accept the role it plays in who I am. It’s made me better, stronger, and more empathetic. It’s a factor that makes me unique. I couldn’t be who I am without experiencing it.

 

(Last Diary Post: The Never-To-Be Mother?)

The Never-To-Be Mother?

“I don’t think you’re ready to have a kid.” Those are the words that are echoing through my soul right now. 

Recently it was my three year anniversary and also my birthday (one day apart). It’s a time to reflect. Where is my life? Where is it going? I’m just starting to acknowledge how much my OCD, solely acceptable unquestioned beliefs, and scariness of what I could have been, has crippled me. 
If things aren’t just so, the way I feel that they must be, I won’t accept it. My desk at work most be clear and orderly for me to think. If I haven’t prepared my outfits for the work week by Sunday I’m just a bit off.
Link that to my views of motherhood:  I’ve always thought that if I couldn’t be a stay at home mom, then I just wouldn’t be a mom. I told myself I’d be OK with that; things are my way or the highway, right?
I’m 31 and I find myself standing in the road to life watching everyone zoom by me: sisters, nieces, students, members of where I worship, mommy bloggers. It hurts and I’m not going a damn place. 
So I bend, I flex. Even simply telling my husband that what I wanted was a child was huge. Heck, posting it here on my blog is huge. This is part of my therapy. It’s tough to trust people to understand me, get me, and not judge me.
So I told my husband. His reaction? “I don’t think you’re ready to have a kid.” He says I need to learn to rely on God when things aren’t ‘just so’. Even if I could afford to stay at  home he asked me “What if the kid has a serious birth defect–are you going to fall apart on me?”
What a jealous, loaded question. 
I feel as if I will never be ready. Is anyone really? Is it a lack of faith he is pointing out, or that need in my DNA to have things the way I think they should be? Can either be fixed? I believe all is possible. But without support, I feel as if I’ll never be a good mother…. Maybe never a mother at all… 


(Last Diary Post: Sleepless...) 

Fashionably late to the Ultimate Blog Party! Get To Know Me…

Ultimate Blog Party 2012 *Squeezes into the crowed blogsphere* Hello everyone! My name is Yolanda, but I go by Yoli. I’m excited to be taking part in the Ultimate Blog Party for the first time. I hope that I can meet some other bloggers that I can connect with and enjoy!
A bit about the awesome-ness that is Yoli. Well, I’m sure you’ve picked up I can be a bit sarcastic, but always in a lovable way! :-) I’m a 30 year-old professional educator. I say “educator” because right now I’m a classroom teacher, but I don’t intent to always be in that role. Though I love the classroom for now, I plan to try new things. No matter what, I do plan to always educate even if it isn’t in a formal way. 
I’m a big fat nerd, and proud of it! I read comic books, and watch cartoon network. I got a birthday card from the local comic book store, where they know me by name (I stand out a bit wearing make-up, heels and pencil skirts in that nerd-mecca). I love sci-fi movies, and plan on totally geeking out during Disney’s Star Wars weekend by dressing up as female sith while my husband is going as Mace Windu–lightsabers and all. That right there should tell you a lot: I embrace the dark side! Lol
Asajj Ventress, Female Sith

I am also a history-lover, which is probably a good thing because I teach history. (I throw in history posts, like why every little girl should celebrate woman’s history month) I also love classic movies!

Do I sound completely dorkish? Well, I started by telling you about the side of me no one ever really thinks exist. I’m a closet nerd in ways, but that’s just a small side. I’m pretty complex, like most people. 
I’m a huge foodie. I love cooking and having food-experiences (like going to food truck events). If the Food Network were ever cancelled I wouldn’t know what to do. I balance my love of food with constant efforts to be healthy. I’ll try anything to try to eat right and get a bit of exercise in. My favorite exercise? Dancing!!! Ballet, Ballroom, Latin… I’ll dance to just about anything. I’ve even taking exotic, pole, and burlesque classes (all to my husbands applause, lol) 
I love fashion and style too. I’m constantly changing my look. Right now a bit of retro and an afro are in order, as you can see
Traveling is always something of interest to me. I often get to do it because of my other hobby: sweepstakes entries! 
I’m opinionated, and direct (like not being overjoyed that Zimmerman was arrested). I love connecting current events with the past, and I’m often riled up about some social cause or another. 
Since about age 7 I’ve had a rare form Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. I still have it, and am formally diagnose. It isn’t crippling, and I’ve learned to deal with it. I’ve started to open up and talk about it a bit more on (here is one of my favorite posts about it) and offline. I’m usually silently offended when people throw the term “OCD” around. It’s a serious disorder, but you can live with it and understand it. I think… no I know, I’ll be opening up more with my readers about it.

Loved and supported: I have a wonderful husband. He’s a handsome DJ that I love to bits. I have a doggie, Mari, that I rescued from the animal shelter. I’m close to my parents who are up in age. I’m the first generation on my father’s side here in America (I have Trinidadian heritage), the first to go to college. I was born and raise in New York City and moved to Florida to go to college (Go Bulls!) and I’ve been here ever since. 

I’m not a mommy blogger (no kids) but I hope to one day be! Until then, I’m just my crazy eclectic self! 








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I’m Stress and I know why… how ’bout you?

STRESS

April is National Stress Awareness month, and boy do I need it! I will be tweeting daily relaxations tips and quotes, trying some relaxation methods, and learning about the link between anxiety disorders like mine (OCD) and stress. 
But why do we need to be “aware” on stress anyway? Well, just take a second and think about everything that you’ve done in the last 24 hours, and everything that you need to do in the next 24. I’ll wait…
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A bit more than you realized, huh? Feeling a bit stressed about it? 
Stress can be caused by anything from daily life, mental issues, your environment, or life experiences. Well, I’m not going to tell you that you shouldn’t feel the pressure. Stress is a natural phenomenon. As a matter of fact, stress can actually be helpful–it’s like a trigger to let you know that something is wrong. Some people take it as motivation.
The problem isn’t the stress itself; the problem is acknowledging that you are stressed, why you are stressed, and how to handle it. 
So this month make sure to take some time to figure out why you maybe feeling stressed out, and figure out a plan to deal with it. 

Sleepless…

OCD Diary Entry 2….

Last night was tough. My mind races a lot sometimes, and it is hard for me to sleep. My doctor put me on some sleep medication a bit back. You know how the commercials sometimes have all those weird side effects? You wonder who in the world get those side effects? Well for the first time in my life I got them. 
The doctor pulled me off my sleep medication and suggested that I try herbal and natural remedies. So I’ve been working on going to sleep without the medication for about two weeks. Most days when I have to get up the next morning I end up breaking down and taking the medication, despite the side effects. 
Last night I didn’t take any, and while I finally did go to sleep it took a really long time. 
Thus far, I haven’t talked to much qbout what OCD really is. However, I can tell you now that one of the symptoms of OCD is to have repeating thoughts, images, or  worries. It’s not something you can control, and it’s not something you can sleep through. 
So yesterday when I tried to go to sleep I just couldn’t push some images and worries out of my head. I could tell it was worse as it has been a long time. My husband looked at me concerned because he said I looked like I was in pain and it was nothing he could do about it.
So now its game plan time! I’m going to try some techniques help me get to sleep without relying on medication. My first combination will be chamomile tea and natural sounds. I’ll let you know how it goes!


(Last Diary Entry: Yes, I Have OCD)

Yes, I have OCD



So I’m one of 2 million adults in the United Stated who is diagnosed with OCD. A few years ago I was one 500,000 kids in the US who have OCD. This is something that I’ve dealt with for years, often silently and in shame. 
However over the last few years, maybe it is my age or my lifestyle, but I’m not so silent or shameful about it as I used to be. Is it still and struggle? Often. Compounded on top of this, I was diagnosed with depression. 
As a young African American, with no real “reason” that people would typically think of, it’s difficult for me to deal with. It’s a big deal for me to announce “I have OCD. I’m battling depression.”
I’ll be posting more about battling depression down to the ground, and living with OCD. Follow my blog to learn, grown and support. 

The Last 48 hours

So I’ve had a few rough days. Yesterday I took care of some financial issues that were less than fun. Add that to money problems my husband and I had, some health stuff, and just our lifestyle (Hectic!!!) I’ve been feeling for awhile that I’ve been carrying the world on my shoulder.

I have Tric, a form of OCD that helped me express all this stress by making a bald patch in my fragile hair. As I walked onto the lawyer I got a call to tell me my sister was in the hospital? Could the day get any worse?

Yes. I had a huge fight with my husband. He was completely justified in saying I’ve been self absorbed, unhappy, and isolating. I still feel like crap though.

So I agreed to roll with him to DJing gigs. I had to cut my hair because of the spot to even it. And now I’m sitting at a party full of his friends, with no one to dance with. I’m missing all the friends and party life I left behind. Remembering I used to have interest like dancing. I realize a big part of why I’m unhappy is because I’ve lost myself over the last few months. Trying to “find” myself again ain’t gonna be easy.

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